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Mamimi: I think utilizing an extended
monologue from a boxing manga to apply to baseball is the perfect way to
set the series' skewed, referential tone. |
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Camera: Hold on, I need to find a good
angle here. |
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Camera: There, perfect. |
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Naota: Would you cut it out? It's hard enough
losing my only male role model without getting hit on by his
girlfriend. |
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Mamimi: Sorry, I've got an ungodly
build-up of hormones here. Now shut up and drink your coffee! |
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Naota: Yeah, anyway, about my brother,
he's sorta.... |
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Haruko: BONSAI!!!! *SMACK!* |
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Naota: The hurting! |
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Haruko: Don't worry, I know a surefire
cure for vehicular manslaughter: Bullet-time kissing! |
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Camera: FWOOSH! |
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Forth wall: SHATTER! |
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Haruko: He's alive! The only sensible
thing to do now is bludgeon his head with my bass! |
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Naota: The hurting again! |
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Haruko: Dang! Your head didn't immediately
sprout giant robots. Obviously you're useless. Ciao suckers! |
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Vespa: Away! |
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Naota: Hmm, that's odd - my head has
sprouted a horn. I should probably go to school and ignore it. |
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Gaku: Vespa woman! Wasp sting!
Pervert! |
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Naota: Thanks for reminding us we're
dealing with grade-school kids here. If it weren't for your immature
ramblings it could have been confusing. |
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Haruko:
Well, as long as we're being immature, I hope you don't mind if I take a
turn as the deadly, sexy nurse then. |
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Naota: AIEE! |
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Naota: Ah, safe at home. Did I
mention how much I miss my brother? |
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Envelope: Hi kids! The red and blue
strips on my edges mean I'm US Oversees Mai! From the United States!
From his brother! Probably with important information! Kthx, bye! |
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Kamon: Naota, come down and eat. Also, I
hired the woman who nearly killed both of us as a maid and changed the
animation style. Hope that's okay with you. |
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Haruko: Don't mind me, I'll just be
sowing seeds of romantic discord between you and your father. |
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Naota: Come on, what makes you think
we'll fall for that? |
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Kamon: Fooly Cooly! Fooly Cooly! |
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Shigekun: Fooly Cooly! Fooly Cooly! |
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Naota: Never mind. |
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Haruko: Hey, did anyone order a cryptic
message to an unseen authority? |
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Naota: Weirdo. |
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Haruko: So can I be on top? The bunk beds
I mean. Ha ha! |
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Naota: Sorry babe,
I already keep my impossible standard to live up to up there. |
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Haruko: So what's behind the Band-Aid chief?
I must know! I must have it! I must have precious! |
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Naota: Yeah, I was looking for an excuse
to run away. |
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Mamimi: Hey there, I was just compiling a list of
things I love as much as your brother. Tell your dad thanks for the
stale bread. |
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Naota: Yeah, like I was saying earlier about your
boyfriend, he's got a... |
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Haruko: ...Sexy Blonde
American Girlfriend®! Reading
other people's mail is fun! |
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Envelope: Told you I was important. |
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Haruko: Whoops! There goes my magical bracelet. |
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Mamimi: And there go my hormones. |
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Naota: And there goes my horn. Gee, I wish
there was some sort of metaphor for this long, cylindrical growth coming
out of my head. |
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Kanchi: Hey there, I'm Kanchi and I'll be your id for
this program. To demonstrate, I'll beat up this gigantic robot hand. |
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Robot Hand: I guess I didn't stand much of a chance,
did I? *EXPLODE!* |
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Haruko: Sorry Kanchi, but somehow my plan revolves
around smashing the head of the one thing that can produce the thing I
want. No hard feelings. |
